Jessica POV
A party. I haven't been to one in awhile, not since Jared and I broke up. I never liked them much, but he wanted me to go to them, so I did. After we broke up, I stopped going to parties. I stopped being social. But now, I was at a new school, and I wanted to make new friends.
So here I was, at a party. My heels dug into my feet, and my hair scratched my neck, but I found myself laughing as I danced, the music swelling in my veins, my heart beating with its rhythm, sweat traveling down my spine. I laughed and danced with Allison, a girl in one of my classes who offered me a ride to this party. Maybe we could be friends. Maybe I could be happy here.
And I did feel happy. It was a strange feeling. I hadn't been happy for a long time. My face was sore from smiling, and I knew from a heat in my cheeks that I was flushed. I felt so....light. Like all my worries and the weight that came with them was gone. That is, until a warm hand closed around my waist, and everything in me went cold.
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Buried
Teen FictionJessica Gray had been in an abusive relationship for two years. When it finally ended, she moved to the small town of Harris with her mother, hoping to be happy again and forget about her ex-boyfriend Jared and all the pain he caused her. After such...
